Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 35 Look how pitiful I am

In the inner courtyard hall, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

Sun Cang followed Wei Zheng. When Wei Zheng entered the house, he closed the wooden door with his heels. The noisy martial arts training in the outer courtyard was instantly cut off.

It was as if the link between the two worlds had been severed.

This is also the first time that Wei Zheng has entered the inner courtyard hall. The master, with gray hair, is sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle, sipping the bitter tea in the cup. When he sees Wei Zheng coming in, he only slightly raises his eyelids.

On the left hand side, there are several miserable-looking teenagers with bruises and swollen faces. The worst one must be Zhao Qi. He was beaten extremely badly. His head was wrapped in gauze, and his face was bruised and purple, and it was as swollen as a pig's head. .

The three Zhou Ming people on the right also looked like they were defeated by a cock with bruised noses and swollen faces.

Seeing Wei Zheng come in, Zhao Qi gave Wei Zheng a hard look, his eyes full of fierceness and pride.

Wei Zheng was speechless for a while. Being beaten into such a dazed state, what was there to be proud of?
Next to Zhao Qi, a burly middle-aged man was standing next to him. A hideous scar ran through the entire left side of his face. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Qi's.

This is probably Zhao Qi's father, right?
"Is this a piece of clay that beats my son? Humph, you are so fucking brave!" Father Zhao's eyes were like blades. When he saw Wei Zheng coming in, murderous intent filled his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves and walked to Wei Zheng's side. Want to take action.

"You dare to do it?"

Seeing Zhao's father grabbing Wei Zheng's neck fiercely, and just as he was about to smash down his fist as big as a casserole, the master's voice like a bell suddenly came to mind, and a coercive aura exclusive to warriors instantly vibrated in the room!
"Master Wang, this kid beat my son. It is only natural for me to beat him. Could it be that he doesn't give me the face of Zhao Hu?"

Zhao Hu was obviously frightened by this murderous aura. The fist hanging in mid-air froze in place, Jing did not dare to drop it.

"What if I don't give you face?" Sun Cang stood behind Wei Zheng, staring at Zhao Hu like a hungry wolf.

"How dare a bullshit gang from an outer city act wildly in front of the master?"

Sun Cang sneered, and first took a peek at the master's expression. Seeing that the latter showed no displeasure, he felt reassured.

"If Boss Zhao really wants to avenge his son, he can go to the outer courtyard to perform martial arts. However, my junior brother Wei has only been here for less than a month and has already broken the wooden barrier. I'm afraid Boss Zhao will suffer a loss!"

"Break the second level?" Zhao Hu's heart tightened. He had grown up from a small gangster in the outer city to the boss of the Silver Wolf Gang. How could he still not know the value of a second level warrior?
A warrior who has passed the second level is already regarded as a high-level combatant in the gang. If he really comes into contact with Wei Zheng, he is afraid that he will be beaten.

The father came to find a place for his son, but he was beaten again. If word of this got out, would he still be able to fuck around?
"Hmph!" Zhao Hu is worthy of having fought at the bottom, and his adaptability skills have been maxed out.

"In this case, Master Wang will definitely give us justice! Otherwise, I, Zhao Hu, will definitely not give up!" After saying that, Zhao Hu put down his fist very naturally, turned around and raised his hands to Master Wang, who was sitting in the middle.

Master Wang put down his tea bowl and looked at Wei Zheng.

"Wei Zheng, tell me, why are you fighting with Zhao Qi and the others?"

Thoughts flashed through Wei Zheng's mind quickly.

How to say?
That's a big problem.

If I don't speak well, I'm afraid not only Zhou Ming and the others will be hurt, but I will also be kicked out for not abiding by the rules of the martial arts gym.

If I tell the truth, I'm afraid it won't work.

Zhao Qi was a very well-hidden guy. He had no evidence at all. Even if he called Liu Tao and his son over, he could never decide who Liu Tao and his son would help.

Moreover, in his peripheral vision, Wei Zheng saw Song Ke, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, sniffing continuously, and his heart moved slightly.

It's up to you!

Wei Zheng sniffed, his voice was flat, and he lowered his head.

"he bullies me."

As if some switch had been touched, Wei Zheng's mood suddenly became excited.

"It's my fault that I fight! But I don't want to fight with them! He said I'm not worthy of learning martial arts! I'm poor! But I earned my own money! Why can't I learn martial arts!

He also asked me to pay tribute for breakfast!I can't even have breakfast!I. I can tolerate all of this!But why does he call my father! "

Wei Zheng's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his eyes became dry from not blinking for a long time, secreting tears automatically.

"My father worked hard for this apprentice's money! No one can scold my father! Whoever scolds me! I will fight him to the death! I will die! I am not afraid of anything!"

As soon as the words came out, Master Wang's expression changed.

People who practice martial arts are always much more energetic than ordinary people. Master Wang personally welcomed Wei Zheng into the martial arts hall. How could he not know about Wei Zheng's situation?
Even Zhao Hu's expression changed slightly.

"You! You fart!" Zhao Qi's eyes widened. He was stunned for a while, then jumped up and cursed.

"I didn't scold your father! I didn't! I didn't! Master! This is a frame-up! It's a frame-up!" "Shut up." Zhao Hu gave his son a cold look in his eyes.

"Dad! I really didn't!" Zhao Qi grinned toothlessly and shouted injustice, then stared at Wei Zheng fiercely.

"You said damn it, I scolded your father! Where's the evidence! Ah!"

"Shame on you! You dare to act like a man, why don't you admit it!" Sun Cang's face turned red, he was obviously angry, and he spoke to help regardless.

"Master, I bear witness!" Before Zhao Qi could finish his words, a voice as crisp as a lark sounded from behind the door.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Wang Muchhi was already standing at the door without knowing it, with his petite body, head held high, and his eyes seemed to be slightly red.

"Master, I didn't participate in the fight yesterday. I saw it most clearly. It was indeed them who scolded Wei Zheng's father first. After Wei Zheng said something back, they beat Wei Zheng with iron rods and ash wood poles!"

As Wang Muzhi spoke, he took out half of a waxwood pole from behind. The stick had long been broken, and the dried blood was stuck to the pole, which looked shocking.

Wei Zheng screamed in his heart that he was beautiful.

This wave of assists by Wang Muchhi was really beautiful. Not only did he immediately clear himself of the suspicion, but he also reversed the offensive and turned his own fight into a one-sided beating by Zhao Qi and his group!

Looking at Wang Muchhi's slightly red eyes, Wei Zheng had to sigh in his heart, if Brother Wang entered the entertainment industry in modern society, he would probably be a heavyweight actor, right?

"You! You!" Zhao Qi's eyes almost popped out. What's going on?Why did Wang Muchhi come out halfway?

Could it be that this guy named Wei has a good relationship with Wang Muchhi?

"My son has nothing to do with Wei Zheng, so why is he suddenly scolding this boy's father? There must be a reason for this! Maybe it's because this boy is so fucking mean!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Hu hurriedly spoke to Master Wang.

"Zhao Laohu." Sun Cang's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he breathed out fragrance.

"Zhao Laohu, am I telling you! Fuck you! Play with your grandma!"

"You! What the hell do you mean! Why are you scolding me for no reason?" Zhao Hu almost went crazy. He had been so prestigious in the outer city for so many years, but he didn't expect that today he would lose face again and again here.

After all, he is also the eldest brother of a gang.

"Why can't I scold you? I can't slap you, so you have to think more about your own reasons! Do you understand?"

Sun Cang almost laughed out loud.

Master Wang, who was sitting on the chair, also had a subtle smile on his lips.

"Okay, I understand this."

Master Wang took another sip of tea and exhaled a puff of mist.

"In this case, I understand, Zhao Qi, tell me, who took the lead in the fight? Who took the lead in fighting Wei Zheng first? The tuition will not be refunded, Wei Zheng will be compensated for his recovery, and the rest... Haha, you guys will also fight tomorrow Don’t come.”

Master Wang looked at Wei Zheng.

"Wei Zheng, who hit you first?"

"It was Song Ke who made the first move and hit me."

Wei Zheng lowered his head and his voice was as low as a mosquito.

This time it was Song Ke's turn to look confused.

It was obviously the eldest brother who made the move first, why did it become me?
I followed my elder brother's lead!

At the same time, Zhao Qi suddenly raised his head.

"What? This kid didn't say anything about me? He's on the right track!"

"No! It's not me!" Song Ke suddenly became anxious. How could he not refuse the 30 taels of martial arts tuition?He immediately ignored the brotherhood and pointed at Zhao Qi's nose.

"Master! I didn't hit him! It was him! It was Zhao Qi!"

"Fart!" Zhao Qi glared.

(End of this chapter)